The peasant girl has a private space, and her husband is handsome.

In broad daylight, Aunt Li and her group were carrying rice and wild vegetables when they passed under a bare willow tree and were surrounded by several young wives from the village.

The young wives' mouths watered with envy, and they asked curiously, "Where did you get these wild vegetables? They look so fresh!"

The boys, looking quite proud, said, "Sister Qian dug this up deep in the mountains. Even if I told you, you wouldn't dare go. And even if you did dare, you wouldn't find any wild vegetables."

Hmph, you get jealous just because you see wild vegetables. You don't even know that we have refined white rice in our oil-paper packages, otherwise you'd be green with envy.

Fang Yingxue stared intently at the tender wild vegetables, her mouth watering uncontrollably.

She was so jealous she was almost going crazy. Why was it that everyone else couldn't find wild vegetables, but that girl could, and she found so many at once?

If it were in the past, that girl would have eagerly delivered the wild vegetables to the Fang family, begging them to accept them. But now she casually gives wild vegetables to so many villagers but not to the Fang family. It's really too much.

Fang Yingxue smiled mockingly. "Yes, we dare not go. Su Qianqian goes to Tiger Mountain every day. Sooner or later she will be eaten by wild beasts and die without a complete corpse. Then she will not be able to reincarnate."

The boys were at an age where they were prone to anger and would easily lose their temper.

Sister Qian kindly gave them rice and wild vegetables; we must not let her be cursed by unrelated people.

The boys, now mostly teenagers, surrounded Fang Yingxue, ready to beat her.

The village chief's wife quickly stopped the boys, "Alright, stop making a scene. Qian doesn't want to see anything happen to you."

After the village chief's wife finished speaking, she raised her hand and slapped Fang Yingxue twice. "But I am considered an elder in the village, so it's okay for me to hit her. I'm just disciplining a junior."

Fang Yingxue's face, which had just healed from the earlier beating by Su Qianqian, was swollen again: "You, you, you, you—"

A young woman, curious and quick-witted, reached out and opened the oil paper package in the boy's hand, exclaiming in surprise, "Oh, it's white rice, fine white rice!"

The third branch of the Su family is so generous! They paid such a good price for such an easy job as repairing a dilapidated house. If they had known, they would have gone too.

Fang Yingxue nudged Su Fugui with her elbow, trying to get his support, but Su Fugui was instead drawn to Bai Mi.

You, the third branch of the Su family, can afford to eat white rice right after the family division. You must have been hiding good things before the division. We must tell Grandpa and Grandma about this.

Su Fugui rushed back to the Su family's old house. "Grandma, the third branch sent some fine white rice to the people who helped repair the house."

The old lady was eating an egg when she suddenly felt that the egg in her bowl didn't taste good anymore.

Refined white rice is so expensive, even she can't bear to eat it.

Just then, Er Ya returned empty-handed.

Su Fugui stepped forward and grabbed Er Yatou's hair tightly, demanding fiercely, "I heard you went to help at the foot of the mountain too, why did you come back empty-handed? Why didn't you bring back any fine white rice for us to eat?"

Su Fugui was favored by the old lady, ate well, and was strong, unlike Er Ya who was as thin as a paper doll.

He carried Er Ya like an eagle carrying a chick.

Er Ya had had enough. She didn't want to stay in this broken and suffocating family for even a day longer, but she had nowhere to go.

They can't possibly live in the third bedroom, can they? Otherwise, the old house would be in complete chaos for the third bedroom family!

"Let go, let go quickly, Mother, Grandmother, I was just keeping watch on the third branch of the family at the foot of the mountain for you. I didn't help with any work, so I didn't get anything."

After hearing the explanation, Fu Gui threw Er Ya Tou hard on the ground, "Idiot, if you come home empty-handed again, I'll beat you to death."

Thinking that Fang Yingxue was still being left out under the willow tree at the village entrance, Fugui secretly went to the old lady's house and stole a bag of snacks. He slipped out the back door, intending to give them to his sweetheart.

The old lady sat under the old elm tree in the courtyard, her face looking very unwell.

She was feeling terrible at the moment, unable to tolerate the third wife living a good life, unable to accept that the third wife was eating better than her, and urgently needed to vent her anger.

She stood up with a "whoosh" while leaning on her cane. "Eldest daughter-in-law, second daughter-in-law, come with me to settle accounts with the third wife."

The shrewd second daughter-in-law refused, saying, "Mother, no one is washing the clothes at home. I'll go wash them."

She would rather endure the hardship of washing the mountain of clothes than dare to go to the foot of the mountain to cause trouble for the third wife.

That girl from the third branch of the family is not someone to be trifled with. She even helped Gou Dan get a constable's spot. It's just that the old lady is deceiving herself and doesn't want to believe that the girl has great abilities. The old lady just insisted that the village chief got Gou Dan's constable spot himself.

She didn't want to provoke Su Qianqian. After the old lady left, she could just throw the clothes to Er Ya to wash without having to do it herself.

After the old lady and the eldest son's wife left the yard, the second son's wife said to Er Ya, "You should be more diligent in the future. Next time, remember to pretend to help the third son's family with some chores and bring back some good things in return."

The second son's wife, afraid that the old lady and the eldest son's wife would hear her, whispered, "Don't let the old lady and the eldest son's family see it. Just give it to me secretly, or I'll beat you to death."

Er Ya got up from the ground, her right knee bleeding profusely, staining a large area red. It hurt quite a bit, but the indifference of her family was even more unbearable: "Mother, why didn't you stop Fu Gui when he hit me?"

The second son's wife also got angry, poking Er Ya's forehead hard with her index finger and saying, "What? You brat, do you want me to get beaten with you? You know perfectly well that your grandmother dotes on the eldest son's son, Fu Gui. From now on, remember to stay away from Fu Gui."

The second son's wife slammed a wooden basin full of dirty clothes down in front of Er Ya, yelling, "Go wash these clothes right now, or I'll beat you to death!"

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The dilapidated mud house allocated to the third family was located at the foot of the mountain. Standing in the courtyard, Su Qianqian could see the majestic mountains, the scenery was very pleasing to the eye, and the air was also quite fresh.

"We live off the land we live on," she said, raising her hands like megaphones and shouting towards the mountains, "Mountains, from now on, my whole family will depend on you to support us."

It's great that we've separated the family property. We can go to the mountains to find food now, and we don't have to worry about Grandma Su stealing our things anymore.

The village elder wrote in the family division document that even during festivals, the third branch of the family was not required to send tributes to the old house.

We also need to get a bow and arrow. Next time we encounter a pheasant, we can shoot it and then have some chicken soup.

There are also wheat and orchids planted in the space. I'll go in and take a look in a couple of days. I wonder if there will be any surprises.

Su Bing sighed and said, "If only we could get some land, it's all Father's fault for being incompetent."

Su Qianqian could tell that her father looked very listless.

My dad is the kind of person who feels uneasy if he doesn't do farm work for a day.

This time, the family didn't get any land after the division of property, so they had nowhere to do farm work and were quite disappointed.

"Dad, you can ask the villagers to help you reclaim the wasteland. We'll pay them. If you reclaim a hundred acres of land, you'll be a landlord."

Madam Gu was sitting in the courtyard doing needlework when she heard the words "landlord" and smiled.

Being a landlord is not something anyone can do. Gu's greatest wish was to ensure that her children had enough to eat and warm clothes to wear; she dared not think of anything else.

"Honey, Mommy just finished sewing Xiaobao's clothes. I'll make yours soon. What style do you want?"

"Mother, I want a modified version of the horse-face skirt."

Gu was formerly a merchant's daughter. Before her marriage, she was very skilled in needlework and embroidery. She knew all the styles of skirts that were popular in the county, but she had never heard of the horse-face skirt.

"Honey, what style is a horse-face skirt?"

Su Qianqian: So the horse-face skirt wasn't popular here in the Great Qi Dynasty?

"Mother, the horse-face skirt is actually quite simple."

Su Qianqian took some charcoal from the kitchen and casually drew a few lines on the ground.

Madam Gu looked closely and said, "Hey, Qian, you drew it quite well. This style is very similar to the swirling skirt, but it's more unique and refreshing."

Su Qianqian thought to herself: My dear mother, aren't you going to ask me why I suddenly developed this painting skill?

Sigh, her parents don't seem to be very bright, otherwise they wouldn't have been bullied in the old house for so many years, and she has to shoulder the burden of this family.

Xiao Bao asked curiously, "Sis, when did you learn to draw?"

Su Qianqian replied, "This is a natural talent of mine. There's a saying that goes, 'Everyone has their own unique talent.' In short, the world is full of wonders. I've heard that some people are born with memories of their past lives."

Although Su Xiaobao was somewhat intelligent, he believed in one thing: whatever his sister said was right.

My sister said it was innate, so it must have been innate.

Therefore, I have no doubt about what my sister says.

Su Qianqian thought to herself, since the Gu family doesn't recognize the horse-face skirt, maybe she can sell the design to the beautiful and charming Manager Zuo and get some money back, thus opening up another avenue to wealth.

In the distance, the eldest daughter-in-law followed behind Grandma Su, walking with her head held high towards the foot of the mountain.

After walking for a while, the eldest daughter-in-law suddenly became frightened. She remembered that Su Qianqian could kick a stone slab and break it with one kick, and felt that she couldn't afford to offend that little devil.

The eldest daughter-in-law shrank her neck and said, "Mother, why don't you go by yourself? I'm scared. That brat from the third wife's family is incredibly strong. She can break a stick as thick as an arm with a single bend. My arms and legs aren't strong enough for her to break."